Blackmailed For Love

He didn't knock as he entered the small file room.He stood there and looked around, if he was impressed by the work I'd had done in just two days he didn't say it.

Instead when his eyes came back to me they were as cold and hard as an ice block.

Once upon a time they used to look at me like I was his whole world.

"Get up.We are leaving."

I blinked up at him, not understanding where he was taking me.

His eyes narrowed on me and he said, "You are not doing a good job of following my orders."

Not giving into the urge to roll my eyes, I stood up and grabbed my small purse.

Pressing my hand down to smooth out my skirt, I rounded the desk and I asked, "Where are you taking me?"

"Your home.I decided I'll drop my whore back at her place at the end of the day."

His words made me wince and he saw it as a moment later he grabbed my wrist to pull me in front of him.

His hard eyes caressed my face and he said, "I won't let you forget it.The way I couldn't forget.I'll keep reminding you and myself who you truly are."

I bit down the inside of my cheek and stared back at him.I won't give him the satisfaction of knowing how his words were scratching at my bruised heart.

He gripped my face and dug his fingers into my cheeks as he demanded, "Say it."

One thing about Kristian was, he always lashed out and did everything he could to not be the only one feeling the pain.

When someone hurts him he hurts them back tenfold.

And he didn't know how to stop until his enemy was beaten down and destroyed.

I had seen it with my own eyes.I knew it deep in my bones how far he could go.

So there was no trying to fight it.

Also, I just didn't want to fight him.

He had his demons and I used to be his comforting place despite our age difference but then I turned on him, became the one who broke his trust, and became another person in his list of demons.

"I am a whore." I said, giving him what he wanted.

Or maybe I was just a glutton for punishment His lips twisted.

"Whose?"

"Yours."

Only his.

Ever his.

"That's right.Don't you ever forget that."

He walked out of the room and made me follow him.

Unlike him my steps were hesitant as I followed him, I didn't want him to drop me home.

form i had filled out, I had lied about

status as a

life but now he wanted to drop me home: Please, God, make

Nope.

Not on my side.

Like he ever is.

  His car didn't have a flat

anything that would make it any less than

lips curved up as a

GT and he had taken me

how we had spent the evening later in

unlocking it on the way and without waiting for me or

later I heard the

passenger side before he could get irritated

sat down, I tried,

to drive me.I can

He didn't say anything.

hold a

later, I knew where

Sky Apartments, the wrong address I had written on the

my lips and tried again, "You can drop me

had a few things to

to me and he said, "I'll stop and

do you

on my forehead

I didn't have enough money to let

I sighed.

will buy them

just have to suck

drop me off and I will wait for him

and longer route back to my actual place but I think I

ask for the usual butterscotch

fact that I would be late to reach on time

Ten minutes later, the car came to a slow stop at the sky high, light

turned to him and

that made me

becoming such

both knew he

a smile on my face

my eyes and cursed my fate as he opened his door and

questioned God why he hated me so much as

didn't come and I didn't wait as I opened

stand on my side, I blurted

He arched a brow.

for a reason why he couldn't come inside except that he would know that I

"Mom wouldn't want

between us and

felt like hours he stood back against his car, crossed his legs at the ankles

gulped as I saw the picture

like a GQ

was a